Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Costa Rica and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sun City Girls,
Y Pants,
Lightning Bolt,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tres Demented,
Arab on Radar,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Gun Club,
Animal Collective,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Procol Harum,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Girls At Our Best!,
Quadrant,
Brothers Johnson,
Michelle Simonal,
Parry Music,
Sugar Minott,
Metal Thangz,
Soulsonic Force,
Smog,
The United States of America,
New Order,
The Techniques,
Simply Red,
Delta 5,
Dual Sessions,
Mary Jane Girls,
Alton Ellis,
The Real Kids,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Excepter,
Negative Approach,
The Selecter,
Barry Ungar,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Swans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Howard Jones,
Nils Olav,
Radiopuhelimet,
World's Most,
Iggy Pop,
Infiniti,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Martian,
Clear Light,
Joy Division,
John Foxx,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nico,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Cheater Slicks,
Liliput,
Barbara Tucker,
The Tremeloes,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.